Is it strange?
I hear different sounds,
paletts, colours,
I'm music bound.

Is it strange?
I can't sleep very well
hearing notes, tones,
imagining bells.

Is it strange?
The bells ring loudly
they never stop
they deafen me proudly.

Is it strange?
Seeing you everynight
whilst I work on the balcony,
I can feel your soft glance.

Moon at peace
I'd like to reach
your song
that has no words

Flowers are blooming
a sight to be seen
on the day we were born

Flowers are glooming
with passing of ages
it's time now to mourne

Flowers are crying
in tears of regret
for the words never said

Flowers are dying
down with the coffin
in a dead man's bouquet

Replace my warm heart
with a cold edged blade
there's a hole torn apart
where the heart was once laid.

My house is so empty
it's empty again
and I've been trying to do
as much as I can
but no matter the work
I still need my two hands
just to be with you
just to hold you
just to be what I am

And I don't need to tell you
how I'm not okay
And you don't need to know
how I hate everyday
And I don't need to tell you
you'll know anyway
Because you just see
right through me
and you know what to say

And I'll miss every second
I'll be counting down
I'll be watching closely
just to see you around
I'll miss your soft touch
on my rough skin, so now
just relax
and keep silent
don't make any sound.